I just fell off my chair again.
Thank you for the change.The Bartender.
I loved the She-ani-males!!!But the juxtaposition is hilarious.
Still not recovered...
Wow, "The Bartender's" back?! Smutty stuff'll do it every time. Bob, here, I'll bartend for a bit. You take your cute little butt back over to your blog and pick us some winners!Kylie, you're killing me. You make me laugh too hard woman. I was sneaking in with my gardening tools to plan a new photo and what do I find? The most precious photo ever. Now see, that's what I'm talkin' about! And Leah, one of my favorite words in the whole world is "juxtaposition" because I love the way it tickles my tongue...and you used it properly in a sentence. Hilarious. And yes, the juxtaposition IS hilarious. How in the hell did Kylie and I meet?! *One rainy day, way back in the Fall of 2007, we were all smokin' and drinkin' over in France with a guy named One Pic...* And I didn't even smoke or drink. Megan, darling, you're going to be fine. I've made you some Irish Breakfast Tea with shortbread. The Irish Breakfast Tea is actually imported from Ireland, but I make the shortbread. Here baby. Sit up and take a sip of Irish Gold and have a wee nibble. It's the first step to recovery. Happy Saturday/Sunday! Kylie, I adore you and thanks for the laughs! XO to all.
you are most welcome!i had a blastit is still sat here for two and a half hoursxo
Kylie,Huge hug! I know why you're up, but why am I up? I've been so sick and fell asleep early and woke around 1 am. I'm a morning person, but am learning to be a late night person. Ugh. Life is often unkind!I was just on your blog. What a hoot. Still doing laundry baby???!!! I read Bob's comment and wanted to take all 235 manly pounds of him and shake the crap out!!! How can anyone do that little in a month?! When my laundry gets done I'm driving the Mercedes to San Jose to kick some bootie and I'm not taking numbers. I'll grab the lobster socks while I'm there. Happy Sunday baby and thanks for making the Wild Onion a place to be. Even if I have to navigate with my eyes closed. XO
bob was just being nicehe's good that wayi'm sure he does that much stuff sometimes
leah,i love how you love my outrageous side!there is what might be euphemistically described as a courting couple who park up at the end of our street and leave tissues all over the road and bongs all over the footpath.only yesterday liam came home and quite seriously informed me that they had left yet another batch of "tissues with cum all over them"i nearly rolled on the floor and dared him to tell my mother :)
Kylie,You're so gentle with Bob. And of course you're right. Turns car around and heads back to Sacramento. XOP.S. I wonder who the hell's gonna win those socks!!! Bob is VERY unpredictable. It's so much fun. I have no clue and can hardly wait. We should all take turns and hold a contest every month. It's too much fun. Leah's socks, Bob's socks! Yippie! I love socks and want to win socks.
The She-ani-males was hilarious. Pervplexia liked it very much, as did I. It was a bit crass and I could see people falling off their chairs when they clicked here, but after all, we aren't called "The WILD Onion" for nothing! And what they were doing looked really, really, fun! But the Kitties and Roses on this post really are precious. As a matter of fact, they are so sweet it makes me want to gag. As for the cum covered tissues, you could get DNA off of them and "Nail" that couple, if you were willing to touch them. eeww!
DAMMIT... DAMMIT... DAMMIT...Suzy, I am NOT 235 pounds. That's Mr. Shife, or Brian, I really don't remember but it is NOT ME. Geez woman, quit making it worse for me than it already is!!!!
DAMIT, DAMIT, DAMIT BOB (OR IS IT DAMMIT, DAMMIT, DAMMIT BOB?)! I thought I had it right this time because if you recall, last time I said 250 and you said "DAMIT/DAMMIT WOMAN DON'T MAKE IT WORSE FOR ME THAN IT ALREADY IS. I'M 235." I'll have to go back to the transcripts and refresh my memory before taking the stand and raising my right hand. I clearly recall 235, but it could have been 225. Perhaps 210, maybe 200. 195? No, I think it was 235. Have you lost weight since our previous conversation? Good for you!!!Okay, I'll never mention your weight again. Ever. Never. Ever. Now I have to run to your blog to see if it's my lucky day and also check on Mr. & Mrs. Shife. Bob, you're hilarious.XO
Blottie...I'm hovering right around 210, but would like to get down to 190. Not exercising and not eating right isn't getting it done though. I may need a plan B.
It's cold here. The wind is blowing very hard, and I am freezing my ass off. It was 70 yesterday, but today it is only around 50 burrrr. I think the proper spelling of the word is Damnit? But then again, spelling is not my forte
Hi everyone! Suzanne, Irish Breakfast is the only tea I ever drink!
Hi Megan!Hi Blottie!Hi Cece!Hi Leah!Hi Kylie!Hi Severus!Hi Mahonney!
Bob what the hell are you doing here saying "HI" to everyone? I've been checking all afternoon for the results of my powerful and moving comment. I'm in the top three, right? God, don't make me come over there and pick myself. I can you know. I'm a "Team Member!" *Rolls eyes in head.* (How soon they forget.)Megan, I have the tea kettle on. I hate to tell you darling, I also love Earl Grey, English Breakfast, etc. I realize however I should have made scones, not shortbread. Are you on a sugar high too?!!! Love you darling. P.S. Do you drink tea with milk? Do you take sugar?Cece, just so you know, and I'm rubbing it in BIG TIME...I'm in my scoup neck nightie, it's well over 70. Here, let me go check. Okay, I'm back. It's 78 in the shade, with a wee breeze, the air is clean and filled with the sweet scent of Spring. The sprinklers are on, the birds are chirping, the grass is emerald green and the first roses bloomed today. Life in California...Paradise.And Bob, 190 is a worthy goal. Now move your ass and eat a wee bit less. I can see you at 190. I remember your original photo. You're a good looking guy even at what ever the hell weight that was. Just do it. My sister is. I can't say her name because everyone in the county would know where Philippe Petit lives and she'd literally kick my ass. Just know she's the "teacher" in the family and absolutely dedicated to gettting fit and healthy. She's worked her ass off the past few year. I haven't seen her recently, but Mom says she looks "absolutely gorgeous." My sister is the only one in the family to struggle with a weight issue and has all her life. It's been difficult because she has a slew of really gorgeous, fit sisters. I can only imagine the pain she's endured. But now she doesn't have to worry. She's healthy, fit, and in a better place. She did it for her kids. She wanted to stick around for them. I think it's important to have a goal. My sister had one and it made all the difference. I think she got her inspiration from the reality show "The Biggest Loser." I love that show. I'm not overweight, but I love it. If you haven't, you might consider watching. And if you didn't notice, it took my sister a few years to lose the weight she wanted. It certainly didn't happen overnight. I love darling, dammit, damit, damnit.;)
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